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THE MILLIONAIRE DADDY PROJECT
A Men of the Zodiac Novel
By Roxanne Snopek
He takes control...and gives all kinds of pleasure
In the space of about a second, successful restaurateur Dane Bergman has gone from millionaire playboy to daddy. Now he's the sole guardian of a very adorable and willful five-year-old child, and he's counting on his executive assistant, Pamela Atwater, to save his ass. Even if it means bringing her along on a month-long ocean-side retreat...
Pamela Atwater prides herself on being the perfect assistant. Whatever Dane wants or needs, she's there—pretending to ignore Dane's golden charm and drop-dead gorgeousness. On vacation, however, Pamela sees a side of Dane she never imagined. And it's a side that tempts her to cross the line between professional and personal. But is one month enough time to prove to Dane that his perfect assistant might just be his perfect match?
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“Hello?”
“Dani needs some, uh, personal help,” Dane
said, without preamble. “How soon can you get here?”
Surprise left her momentarily speechless. Her
boss rarely called her at home and never at such an hour. His voice was
scratchy, gravelly, like he’d just gotten up. Or maybe hadn’t gone to bed at
all. Like his hair might be mussed, and maybe he was shirtless, too. Definitely
not The Great Dane Bergman.
She glanced down at her skimpy outfit and felt
warmth flood her cheeks, as if somehow he could see her.
Which was crazy and inappropriate and just
wrong.
“Is she okay?”
“Yes, yes,” he said. “She needs…a
woman’s…help, that’s all.”
That initial stab of fear turned to irritation
at his presumption. Whatever his crisis was, it was his. Not hers.
Pamela walked into her small kitchen and set
the kettle on to boil. She wasn’t on the clock. He didn’t have the right to
commandeer her personal time.
“Rough first night, I take it?”
“She’s alive.”
“And you?”
“Come on, Pam. I’m desperate here.” He tried
for a laugh and that little pretense broke through her defenses. “I know I
shouldn’t ask.”
“Never
mind.” She sighed and turned off the kettle. Who was she kidding? “I’m on my
way.”
She dressed in record time. When she arrived
at his penthouse, he answered the door with a haggard expression and tight
lips, ushering her through the door without a greeting. Not that she’d have
been able to answer if he had. The man before her was not the polished,
in-control Dane Bergman she knew. This man’s hair was a messy, golden tangle
that flopped over his eyebrow. His strong chin was shadowed with stubble and
the intimate scent of a body still warm from bed surrounded him. He had a shirt
on, thank goodness, but it was a thin, soft T-shirt that revealed tan skin and
well-defined muscles beneath. Fleece track pants hung low on his hips and his
feet were bare.
An intriguing change from the boss image.
Not intriguing. Disturbing. How was she supposed to work with him at the office
once she’d seen him like this? And why was he so nonchalant about it? It was as
if it didn’t even occur to him that she might be affected, like she was “just
Pam” so it didn’t matter if he greeted her half-dressed.
Well, if it doesn’t matter to him, then it doesn’t matter to me,
either.
She tore her gaze away. Tell that to the jumping beans cavorting in my stomach.
“What’s the big emergency?” she asked.
“She’s in the bathroom.”
The jumping beans turned to firecrackers. “You
called me here because she’s in the bathroom?
I can’t believe—”
She whirled around.
He put his hands up, catching her shoulders,
holding her in place. “She’s been in there a long time. I don’t know what she’s
doing, and I’d like to keep it that way.”
Pamela pulled out of his grip and shook her
head, ignoring the way his shirt shifted, revealing the taut belly beneath.
Instead of making him seem more human, his state of undress and the strength of
his hands underscored his power, his maleness.
Right. A helpless, willfully ignorant male,
she told herself. He was using her.
But no. That wasn’t it. She also heard concern
in his voice. Dane didn’t do things he wasn’t good at and he hated asking for
help.
She sighed. “Not the way it
works, Daddy. But I’ll help you out this time. Go make yourself some coffee.
You look like you need it.”
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